I was looking at a photo of some cyclists climbing a hill and in the background was a beautiful view of fields and trees.
I heard of a person that had been blind from birth and by some miracle they got to see and one of (the many I'm sure) things the were amazed by was the variation of colour. People had said that a door was green or a car was red but what they hadn't said was the different shades of greens and reds. Something I've taken for granted.
And looking at this photo I saw the different shades and I remembered the views I got from each climb that I did on my bike.
Where I am now is quite flat really and although there are some nice rides there are no hills to speak of. This has its advantages tho because my level of fitness ain't so good so right now I'm happy with that.
So I miss the hills of Bradford.
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